Hey out there. This is just a post to officially inform everyone out there that this site's no longer going to be updated. I've moved on to Wordpress and ditched the old Blogger format. It's just getting started right now so it's not anything too grand, but if you're looking for future updates, head to:
oMaloney.com

So I just got I Hope They Serve Beer In Hell yesterday, and let me tell you that it's been a while since I've attained so much juvenile enjoyment out of a book. It's written by a guy named Tucker Max, who's website is something that's become part of my everyday viewing. If you haven't heard of him, or checked out his book yet, visit the site, read the stories and enjoy!

Is it just me or has anyone else out there always thought the traditional look of the band-aid was just a little boring? I can't imagine a better way to cover up that annoying scratch or cut, than with a nice strip of bacon. Also, who out there loves the smell of bacon in the morning? Well, be it morning or night time, you can always get into your ride, enjoying that sweet sweet smell with a bacon air freshener. Stupid.com is gonna give you some help picking up these sweet, sweet product.

This list of the Top 10 Internet Hoaxes of all time is pretty quality. I've stumbled across nearly all of them in my time. My favorite by far though, is definitely BonsaiKitten.com. I'm a little surprised I've never heard of SaveToby though. That guy's a genius!!

If you've in the last year ever wondered which movies had the possibility of a sequel nearing the horizon, you need to check this site out. They cover everything from The Breakfast Club 2 to the sequel to The Sandlot.

If anyone out there never watched Mr. Show with Bob and David I would whole heartedly recommend checking it out next time a few free minutes present themselves. One of my favorite skits is the 'ol mayostard/mustardayonnaise sketch, but I'd recommend checking out any of the skits as soon as you get the chance.

I'm contemplating picking up this Gateway media center PC. Anybody have any opinions on whether or not this is a wise decision? I want a PC with a mammoth hard drive and I figured half a terabyte should do, plus I've been wanting to pick up a DVD burner for approximately a millenium now, and since my last Gateway purchased way, way, way back in 98 has finally given up the good fight, I figured this was a decent next step.

Ok, so I finally did it. A couple years ago the actual domain name AlfForPresident.com expired, and was quickly snatched up by some garbage advertising company, and ever since then I've wanted to purchase a new name and I've finally gone through with it. Hence forth, what was formerly AlfForPresident.com shall be known as OMaloney.com! Ok, so there will really be no visible changes until I get a new PC, net access at home, and some serious time to dedicate to the page, but take my word, this will be a new beginning! Peace out. . ..

I'm starting to wonder if there's ever been as much internet induced hoopla as there is currently for Snakes On A Plane, starring SLJ? This movie is so ridiculous, and completely asinine, while all the while seeming to take itself not quit as ridiculously as it should. This movie looks so utterly ridiculous, that at this point in my life, I don't think I could ever forgive myself if I wasn't there at the theater to see it on opening day.
I'm there people! Who's with me?

I all of a sudden, feel the urge to reminisce of times passed. . . In about the year of nineteen and ninety-eight or ninety-nine, two brave scientists began an endeavor to capture and document the process of meat decomposition, the project was titled:

I tell you what, I've been doin the Blogger thing, on and off, since damn near the beginning of blogs, but I got outta the game for awhile. Now I'm slowly working my way back in, and I see now you can post pics right to Blogger. Nice! Back in the day I used to have to pay for my BlogspotPlus account and FTP everything through there. Oh the steps technology has taken between when I was 20 and 25!

As a regular visitor to the strip club, I thought I knew my surroundings
pretty well. But something had been bugging me for a long while.
Something I couldn't quite put my finger on. Then it hit me. The
dancing, topless girls, numbering twelve in total, all bore a striking
resemblance to Jay Leno.

I think the best way to argue with someone is whenever they make a point say "That sounds like something Hitler might say." They'll get really quiet, and you can then make a counter-point.